Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

had heard about

harsh measures. Whoever offended him would wish that they

never doubted Hugh’s

be afraid of someone

seemed to make sense if he was

person like

watching you from the private room

Bar.”

he’d sensed the

“Okay!”

the same danger coming from his

you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like

had already started

exploring the escape

was not a word she had in her dictionary after being rebirth, she was playing

idea.

standing before him was too

wasn’t such a bad idea in

tell what Hugh Croft wanted from

person

sudden question caught her

no idea what you’re

You’ve already exposed

have felt the sense of

was no point in her to

he could have her investigated

what do you

to sign an agreement with you,

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

familiar to the job Andy recommended

the search for people with Omega type

sudden. Let

definitely her

good–looking, powerful, and came from such

every rose has

wanted to live freely and spend the rest of her life

to be in love, being

was a high risk of her losing her life by the side

she should just

you leave me your

moment of silence enveloped

and in a

was at a loss for words on how she

number, perhaps? Or

that Jane might not understand

did not come easily out of his thin

were not many people with whom

one

was like

on the first time he set

had imprinted on

her

was because they had

the same type

was the wound that had frozen their

“Okay!”

gave both her number and WeChat ID

not that she did not want to lie

The reason was simple.

if she kept it

would be able to dig

never liked pointless

through Jane’s WeChat

simple user name,

The Simpsons

a full mark “” as his

display picture was a

you. If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave

proposal, I’ll think about

from this dangerous person as far

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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